A beautfiul poem

tkkennels · 10-05-2009

I love my little Jacks, they make my house a home,
he always is my best friend, I never feel alone.
he makes me smile, she makes me laugh, hhe fills my heart with love,
Did some breeder breed him? Was he sent from heaven above?
I've never been a breeder, or seen life through their eyes,
I hold my beautiful Jack, just sit and criticise.
I've never known their anguish, I've never felt their pain,
The caring of their charges, through snow or wind or rain,
I've never waited all night long for puppies to be born,
The stress and trepidation, when they're still not there by dawn...
I've never felt the heartache of a little life in my hands,
Should you do this instead of that? Or just pray to God?
Alone you fight, and hope one day he'll grow into a dog.
Bring joy to another being and make a house a home.
You know its all just up to you, you fight this fight alone.
Formula, bottle, heating pads, you've got to get this right,
Two hourly feeds for this little mite,
In your heart you know it, you'll surely lose the fight,
To save this little baby, but God willing you just might...
Day one he's in there fighting, you say a silent prayer,
Day two and three he's doing well, with lots of loving care,
Day four and five - he's still alive your hopes soar to the heavens!
Day six he slips away again, dies in your hands day seven.
You take this little angel and bury him alone, with aching heart and burning tears, (and an exhausted groan),
You ask yourself, why do this? Why suffer all the pain?
But to see the joy that puppies bring - it really self explains!
So, when you think of breeders and label them with "Greed",
Think what they sometimes endure to fulfill anothers need,
And when you buy a puppy, with pounds and pence you part of the breeders world

But dont forget breeding a dog isnt all easy work,
thou you may have love the dog,
its the love for your dog you have to think about,

That i shall always love my beautiful Jack